Transitioning from Clouds to Night Signs...
Who among us remembers E. Costello's "She"?
She...
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay
She may be the song the summer sings
May be the chill the autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day
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For some reason this puts me in a Dilbert state of mind; perhaps it is a plea to Escape Elbonia? Anyway, I particularly like the drama contained in a pedestrian sign about town.
